We appeared outside a barrelhouse someplace south of Memphis in the Mississippi Delta, that flat flood plain that stretches from just south of Memphis...to just past Vicksburg, Mississippi. The area is a warren of dirt roads and crossroads juke joints. She couldn't or wouldn't tell me exactly where we were ... and I'm not sure she knew but the music coming out the door was raw and heartfelt.Howlin' Wolf - One Night Only read the hand scrawled poster just outside the door. October 15th 1930 was. I had brought the pack that we'd carried into the sewers with us and in it I had the iron chisels and hammers that we'd used to loosen the bars that had blocked our passage. Since the keys to the shackles were nowhere in sight and I didn't have the time to look for it, I used the tools that I had on hand. I had both Tagus and Felicity kneel again and then I banged their shackles off their wrists and their legs. When I was done, I reached into my belt pouch and pulled out Felicity's pistol. She. They were black and had athin strip of netting running around the waistband. My ankle socks ,white with a pale pink trim, peeked out the top of my trainers.My legs and arms were waxed. My finger nails covered by a pale pink nailpolish.I was wearing mascara which was something I was not used to. It felt alittle heavy on my eyelashes. I hoped that it wasn't running. Previousexperience had taught me that if you weren't careful every time youbatted your eyelids you ran the risk of leaving some. She only did this twice beforeCharles lost it as his cum emptied into her mouth, shekept the biting motion going which gave Charles orgasmicfeelings like never before. Jessie kept his cock in hermouth while he calmed down, continually licking andcleaning with her gifted mouth. “Thank you for the lift home Charles,” Jessie said witha grin.Charles sat there speechless for a minute and then said“Jessie, I have not felt like that in my life and tothink that I drive within one mile.